Luyện nghe bài hát Blur

Bad day my bitches
Negativity on my is ridiculous
No more shine up on the Tech N9ne
They bad on the sickness
Comin' at a nigga so
Get up out of my bed, I'm sick of feelin'
Fans sayin' that I
They can tell I was hurt by lookin' at my pic
Got a call from Stevie, know his steezie
Said he 'bout to come to KC, wanna have a little get together, that's
Got a Cabo Wabo, some biz and Ciroc, yo
wanna have it at my house, is there room for Frizz and Picasso?
Hell yeah, come on
Told Mackazilla that we done on rounds, we gotta get more liquor, the fun on 'round
We to kick it with family, put the gun on down nigga
I kicked it in eons
This 'bout to be than Freon
Got another call from my homeboy in Denver, named
He just pulled into KC sayin' double fisted, with bottles
I told him I was on liquor duty and was on models
All of my niggas for action
I woke, all I remembered is crashin'
I can try and tell you in the verse
But I don't know what happened

Mayday]
It's a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's a blur, blur, blur
just a blur, blur, blur
The whole just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's a blur

2: Tech N9ne]
Woke up, got sick, ain't nobody in my shit
Looked in the mirror, that's up
Because is my top lip
Real busted, real puffy, like a nigga punched me the out
I don't but my mouth taste like big weed like my nigga Yukmouth
I think I remember two chicks, one thick, another was a
I I was takin' shots with 'em, of Patrn, I don't do this
KC Teas, ghetto suds, talkin' to the with ghetto butt
She was trippin' when another beautiful cut
In front of her to me and then I said, "Oh, fuck!"
Everybody keep (Becka Joy)
But I don't even seein' (Becka Joy)
But I heard if you wanna please (Becka Joy)
Put one, two, maybe in (Becka Joy)
Glimpses of a house full of and dancin'
And some losin' they pants and romancin' other
And each other, and beating me brothas
My publicist stuck a bitch
Cause she punched my nigga with her fuckin'
But he kicked her out,
She outta line, nigga shoulda been said
Then somehow when I her
My lip hit her big

It's just a blur, blur,
The thing's just a blur, blur, blur
It's just a blur, blur,
The whole thing's just a blur, blur,
The whole just a blur

N9ne]
Scenario, happened?
That nigga laughin', cause he made all the drinks potent
My lip is fucked, I'm not
Said she was made up hips, 'bout 5'1, hell pretty, but Cripped out
Said that she got a little cocky and me a demon and I flipped out
that her body was bruised up and her earlobes had a few cuts
I him I don't hit women, it was not me, I don't do stuff
downstairs, all my niggas still sprawled out
Then I saw empty bottles, the of Caribou Lou, (damn)
Now there's a loose

The was going perfectly, all seemed well
I woke up in the darkness dizzy, feelin' like
I don't like myself, oh no
I've never felt this way before in so long
It's a blur

(Voice of a girl)

[Hook:
It's just a blur, blur,
The whole just a blur, blur, blur
It's a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's just a